So, as this past weekend was my birthday weekend, The Boy did make every effort to fete me properly.

He came to a family shindig with me on Saturday -- everyone loved him, and he had a really good time.

Yesterday, he baked me a carrot cake (which is my favorite). Perhaps I should clarify. He baked me a 2-layer carrot cake FROM SCRATCH. Including the frosting.

Oh! And the birthday card he gave me? He signed "With love, of course."

!!!!!!!!!

But we're not dating.

???????

Maybe he just thinks the word date is lame.

Maybe he just thinks the word date is lame.

I have NO clue any more. Zero. I am clue-free.

So I'm just going with it.

Because, given that mom's boyfriend is forty-seven, boyfriend feels dumb to say, so I might just say "the man she dates" but I'm not trying to say anything about their relationship.

So I'm just going with it.

Seems like a good plan.

Also, carrot cake from scratch? Nice.

Yesterday, he baked me a carrot cake (which is my favorite). Perhaps I should clarify. He baked me a 2-layer carrot cake FROM SCRATCH. Including the frosting.

Mmm. That's a good boy you have there.

{{{Fay}}} Best of luck getting the cat into the carrier.

I have nothing to say today. I couldn't even think of much to write in my journal this morning. I am so boring.

THE CHECK CAME!

It is written out to BOTH me and my dad. Somehow before 2:30, I have to get it signed by dad, in the account, and out to JP to sign my apartment documents.

Could this day get any more stressful?

I honestly cannot imagine making carrot cake from scratch. That's a lot of grating. Going withit aeems like the way to go.

Good luck wit the cat, Fay. I'm glad to hear that Daniel was back being friendly so soon after the big scary noise event - Jadzia ahs stayed mad at me for as long as a month after being stuffed into a carrier and taken to the vet. It sounds lile any advice I might give has already been given.

Well done, Teppy's boy!

JZ's birthday is tomorrow, and she was interested in a carrot cake. I might have to peruse recipes.

I got her the best present.

We're back from our whirlwind trip to LA for Kim's wedding. Drove down all day Friday, went to the out-of-towners dinner that night and crashed at the hotel. Saturday lazed around the pool and explored the Los Angeles Central Library (directly behind our hotel) which is So Freakin' Cool.

Wedding Saturday afternoon into the evening. All kinds of hipsters and Angelino bohemians. I got to meet the woman who wrote the screenplay for Slapshot! How cool is that? She also script doctored North Dallas Forty and wrote Ladies and Gentlemen The Fabulous Stains and Swing Shift (which infamously deviated quite a bit from the original script).

Sunday we squeezed in breakfast with Scrappy and WBBF. So fun, and OMG was she looking hot. New haircut + slim, trim Scrappy = sexy. Had a great talk with her BF too, as always.

Then we were able to see my friend Josh and his wife Bonnie who is 39 weeks, belly-button popped, baby-has-dropped pregnant. Then all-day drive back last night.

Could this day get any more stressful?

If the check didn't come? If Toto ate all the Monopoly pieces? If you accidentally dyed your hair green?